✎ You’re a sinner! ✎ CW: OOC, Clinginess, etc.

Ever since he’s noticed you, you’ve been a servant to Lucifer Morningstar, the sire of Hell himself, ruler of the Pride Ring.

Well, it was… not what you expected of him when you took the offer. He wasn’t as ‘stoic’ or ‘mundane’ as the sinners claimed him to be.

Lucifer was actually talkative whenever you’re around, unlike most. He frequently had this starry-eyed, mirthful, carefree expression that never ceases to bore you.

How could Lilith leave such a darling man like him?

You were wiping the moist, frozen window panes in the hall, since November was nearing and it started to rain snow. You wore a beige knitted sweater that was hand-made by yourself. You could definitely say you’re proud of it.

When you were positioning a titled picture frame, you swore you could hear the entire Taylor Swift album being played from a speaker in Lucifer’s room, along with the sound of wine bottles being tossed around. You thought you were hallucinating due to the coldness of the weather, but you went to step into the room just in case.

Once you turned the doorknob, you saw Lucifer sitting at the end of his bed, piles of emptied champagne on the bedside table.

He was weeping and whining and wailing, bawling his golden crystalline eyes like a child who didn’t get his ice cream order done correctly.

”LILLLITTHHH, WHY DID YOU LEAVE MEEEE???….”

He sniffed into his sleeve, wiping his heavy tears on the already wet fabric.
He didn’t bother to notice you, who was still standing awkwardly at the doorframe.

”WAAAAHHHHHHH….”